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Wei Changfeng's expression became solemn.

He knew that this battle was inevitable, and he also knew that only one person could go back alive between him and Mowuer in this battle.

He slowly bent down and picked up his waist knife.

Moyghur's waist knife.

He threw his sword at the waist and bowed to Mour.

This is his respect for the warrior, whether the warrior is from Donghu or not.

Moyer protected his right chest with his left hand and bowed back.

Wei Changfeng slowly pulled his knife out of its sheath.

At this time, he realized that in fact, this knife was not a precious knife, but an ordinary knife, and there were some gaps in the knife. However, no matter what kind of knife it is, in the hands of a warrior, it is a warrior's sword.

Mowuer's hand shook, and the lasso was already in his hand.

"After you die, I will return your body to the Han army." Mowu said solemnly, "I am dead, please bury my body here, the grave, towards the twin cities." ”

Wei Changfeng also nodded solemnly.

He will definitely agree to this condition.

The wind was blowing gently, the shouts of killing on the battlefield were still faintly heard, and in the distance, there was the rustle of blades of grass.

A leaf was blown up by the wind and swirled around the ground.

Wei Changfeng suddenly roared, his body was like electricity, and he rushed straight to the front of Mowuer!

One inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous. Now he is holding a knife that he is not familiar with, and Mowuer is holding a lasso that he uses freely, the rope is long and the knife is short, if he does not attack in close quarters, Wei Changfeng can only be at a disadvantage.

Moygur didn't move. He stood on his feet, and the lasso swung out from his chest, straight as a spear, and stabbed Wei Changfeng.

If Wei Changfeng continued to rush up, he would crash into the lasso before he reached Moyur's side, and the top of the lasso was clearly inlaid with a sharp spear tip!

Wei Changfeng didn't even reduce his speed, and continued to rush straight, seeing that he was about to hit the lasso, he disappeared all of a sudden.

No, he wasn't missing, but he suddenly leaned back and slid straight forward on the grass, and he was now almost lying on the ground and continuing to rush towards Moyer.

Mo Wuer snorted lightly, his feet spun, and he had already avoided Wei Changfeng, and at the same time, the lasso was pumped horizontally, causing dust to fly on the ground, and the lasso was blowing towards Wei Changfeng.

Wei Changfeng didn't have time to get up, he rolled over, his body crossed the lasso, and in the moment when the lasso swept under him, he stretched out his left hand, grabbed the middle of the lasso, pulled it, his body jumped up in the air, and the knife slashed straight at Moyur.

Mowuer slammed forward, this collision was avoiding Wei Changfeng's knife, and with the force in his hand, the lasso was thrown up violently, forming a trap in mid-air, and it was set towards Wei Changfeng.

Wei Changfeng didn't let go of the lasso, his knife was upright, erected in the trap, and his arm was wrapped around twice, and the lasso had already been wound around the arm, so that the advantage of the lasso being long and moving freely was gone.

Mowuer didn't have time to close the lasso before he found out that something was wrong, although if he pulled the lasso next, he would put Wei Changfeng in the circle, but Wei Changfeng's waist knife was also in the circle, this set could not kill Wei Changfeng at all, he roared, exerted force in his hand, and his arm circled along the top of his head.

Wei Changfeng was pulled in the air like a kite by the lasso, and if he came around again, he was afraid that he would fly out of the air.

Wei Changfeng let go. When he let go, his body flew out, slamming straight into a nearby tree.

Mowuer cheered, exerted force under his feet, rushed forward, the lasso jerked rapidly, and chased closely behind Wei Changfeng.

Before Wei Changfeng was hit and his bones were broken, he never planned to give up. Unless Wei Changfeng was dead, he would never make any mistakes that he took for granted.

Wei Changfeng yelled, and stabbed forward with a waist knife!

The big tree cracked from it, and Wei Changfeng's body had already swept through the tree, landed on the ground behind the tree, rolled two times in a row, and then stood up!

Mowur was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect Wei Changfeng to have such great strength, and his strength was better than that of an ox.

His feet slipped and went around the side of the tree, and the lasso circled around and struck Wei Changfeng again.

As soon as Wei Changfeng stood up, the lasso had already hit, and he could only retreat with all his strength.

Lasso again pursuit!

Wei Changfeng continued to retreat!

Mowu carefully kept his distance from Wei Changfeng, as long as the distance was enough, he would take the advantage, his lasso was either horizontal or straight, constantly attacking from Wei Changfeng's front, side and even back.

Wei Changfeng retreated, retreated, retreated three times!

He retreated to a pile of rubble.

Wei Changfeng suddenly swept his knife to the ground, and a stone flew up and rushed towards Moygur.

Moyer had to dodge it.

Wei Changfeng picked up the second stone, and at the same time his body rushed to the right side of the body, and suddenly went around to the right back side of Moygur, and turned around and rushed straight towards Moyur.

Moyer was shocked.

He can turn around, but the moment he turns around, the distance between the two sides will be very close, and at that time, his lasso will be useless.

He exerted force under his feet, like a big peng rushing forward, and Wei Changfeng followed him like a shadow, following closely behind Mowuer.

Mowuer rose and fell several times in a row, and actually shook off Wei Changfeng, he had this moment's time, and immediately turned around, and the lasso was about to be raised, but his face changed!

(2) He was forced into the woods!

When Fang Cai and Wei Changfeng first fought, he was facing away from the woods, and there was still some distance from the woods, but Wei Changfeng first rushed to him closely, and then flew out in the air in the direction of the woods, and retreated a few times, causing him to reach the edge of the woods, Fang Cai Wei Changfeng suddenly walked behind him, he thought that Wei Changfeng was trying to make his lasso unable to attack, but he didn't expect that Wei Changfeng had only one purpose since the first battle: to force him into the woods!

Everything Wei Changfeng has done just now is serving this purpose, and now, Wei Changfeng has succeeded!

It's not a very dense wood, but his lasso can't swing at will, and the attack distance of the lasso has to be reduced by at least half, and what's worse is that now Wei Changfeng is on the side near the edge of the woods, and he is on the side near the dense woods.

Mowur suddenly stepped forward and rushed horizontally, he wanted to avoid Wei Changfeng and rush out of the woods.

Wei Changfeng's figure has sealed Mowuer in a flash.

Moyer lunged forward and turned back suddenly.

Wei Changfeng took a turn and blocked Mowuer again.

The two of them now don't look like they're dueling, they're playing a game, they're a few feet apart, all at once to the left, all at once to the right, neither of them attacking forward, they're both running back and forth sideways.

Moyer suddenly jumped to his feet and rushed forward, never to turn back.

No matter how long the woods are, there is an end, as long as it reaches the end, you can't get rid of Wei Changfeng.

Wei Changfeng chased with all his might, but his footsteps leaned inward slightly. In the blink of an eye, he drove out a few feet, and seeing that he was almost at the end of the woods, Wei Changfeng was less than three feet away from Moyur.

Wei Changfeng shouted loudly and jumped up again, this time no longer running parallel to Moygur, but attacking straight towards Moygur.

Mowu let out a long sigh and could only move to the side.

With this move, he gave two steps in the direction of the dense woods, although it was only two steps, but Wei Changfeng had already rushed to the front of Moyur.

Moygur could no longer run forward.

Wei Changfeng's knife turned around and stabbed it with a knife.

Mowu couldn't swing the lasso, so he could only block it with the handle and retreat again.

Wei Changfeng chuckled, the sword light danced, and the figure flickered forward and backward, no longer deliberately sealing Moyur, but just pressing towards Moygur step by step.

Mo Wuer now only has a long-standing lasso handle in his hand to fight, and Wei Changfeng's knife is not far from him, and he has no time to dance the lasso.

With a soft sound, Mowur was slashed on the left shoulder, and blood immediately flowed.

Moyer suddenly turned around and rushed towards the dense forest.

This time Wei Changfeng was surprised, and he hurriedly chased after him, but he was already a few feet behind.

Mour seized this moment's opportunity, and the lasso swung out, and put it on the trunk of a tree, exerting his arms together, and his body swinged, and his body was in the air, and the trunk had broken with a click. But Mo Wuer had already prepared, his feet landed steadily, he threw the lasso aside with a raised hand, fixed the trunk with both hands, and reflexively hit Wei Changfeng.

Wei Changfeng shouted loudly, the sound was like a huge thunder, and the waist knife drew a silver arc, splitting out against the trunk, the trunk cracked, the left and right sides collapsed, and Wei Changfeng's knife reached Mowuer's chest in a blink of an eye!

Moyur's face was as gray as death.

He had fought Wei Changfeng more than once, but he never knew that Wei Changfeng would change so much. The body is as light as a goose, as flexible as a mouse, and as powerful as an ox!

Against such an opponent, he can't win.

He slowly let go of his hands, and the last half of the trunk in his hand fell to the ground, and blood dripped from his arms to the ground.

A hint of pity appeared in Wei Changfeng's eyes.

Suddenly, he hoped that Moyer would not keep his promise.

This Donghu man, no matter where he is, can be said to be a man who stands up to the sky. Such a person, Wei Changfeng didn't want him to die.

However, he also knew very well that because Moyer was a man who stood up to the sky, he could only die.

Wei Changfeng gently put the knife on the ground.

"I'll send someone back for you." He said to Moygur seriously.

Mowu smiled: "You can ride my horse." He said to Wei Changfeng.

He knew that Wei Changfeng was going to the battlefield, and now Wei Changfeng's most urgent thing was not to bury Moygur, but to fight on the battlefield. This, he fully understood, not to mention, Wei Changfeng's current target of battle was not Donghu, but the people of Hao and Su Shen who were slaughtering the city in the royal city of Donghu.

Wei Changfeng nodded in thanks.

He really needs this horse, and it would be nice to be able to get back to the battlefield as soon as possible.

Mowur watched Wei Changfeng go away and left listening to the sound of horses' hooves.

The woods were suddenly very quiet, and the silence was terrible.

Mowur chuckled and picked up the knife, closing his eyes slightly and taking a deep, deep breath.

It's the breath of his hometown. The smell has the smell of earth, the smell of flowers, and the smell of warm water.

He wielded a knife. Swing your sword with all your might.

The sword sparkled, and a head flew up.

Moyur's body fell to the ground with a bang.

Wei Changfeng galloped on his horse, rushing all the way, desperately running towards the battlefield. The loud noise on the battlefield quickly became louder, and the situation on the battlefield quickly became clear in front of his eyes.

The Han army is retreating!

In the middle of the road, the Han army was already in chaos, although the left and right flanks could still barely support, but they were also weak, at least sixty or seventy thousand troops of the people of Su Shen were attacking with all their might!